Published: November 30, -0001
“Just now, such a good opportunity was actually missed by that Qin Chen. Mo Tianming is really useless, it was just a little bit.”
Seeing that Qin Chen was almost killed by Mo Tianming, the faces of Leng Po Gong and the others were filled with frustration and annoyance.
That's right, that masked man was actually Mo Tianming, the ancestor of the Mo family, who had promised the Leng family to take Qin Chen's head as a token of allegiance.
Unfortunately, it was just that little bit.
Leng Po Gong and the others were so angry that they felt their lungs were about to explode.
As long as Qin Chen died, the Chen Di Pavilion would be completely crippled, and at that time, they would only need to overthrow the Liu family regime, and the entire Da Wei Dynasty would fall into their hands.
But now, at the last moment, Qin Chen was actually saved by Fu Xingcheng, who was the dean of the Dynasty Emperor Star Academy. His cultivation was extremely terrifying, even comparable to Leng Po Gong.
With Mo Tianming's cultivation, wanting to kill Qin Chen under Fu Xingcheng's protection was practically impossible.
“It seems we have to take action ourselves.”
Leng Po Gong's gaze was ferocious.
Just then, the situation on the field suddenly changed.
Fu Xingcheng and the masked man fought fiercely for over a hundred exchanges, with both sides locked in a dead heat, practically evenly matched.
However, in the end, Fu Xingcheng showed superior skill. After another exchange, he suddenly struck out with his right fist, and the fierce wind from his punch swept directly across the masked man's cheek.
With a sound of "poof", the astonishing force swept down, instantly shredding the mask on the masked man's face, reducing it to powder, revealing an old face beneath.
“Mo Tianming, it’s actually you!”
Seeing the true face of the opponent, Fu Xingcheng was immediately shocked.
“Damn it!”
Upon having his identity exposed, Mo Tianming's expression turned somewhat ferocious, and his face darkened terrifyingly.
“Mo Tianming, as the ancestor of the Mo family, why did you sneak attack Young Master Chen? It seems there is no connection between you and him, or are you saying that the dignified Mo family has become the lackey of the Leng family?”
Zhuo Qingfeng and the others had already rescued Qin Chen and were now looking angrily at Mo Tianming in the sky.
“Mo Tianming, now that Master Qin has already cooperated with the royal family, you dare to act recklessly against Master Qin. Don’t you fear retribution?” Fu Xingcheng also shouted angrily.
Faced with the questioning of the crowd, Mo Tianming remained silent, his face dark and ferocious.
If his identity hadn't been exposed, perhaps he could have left safely. But now that it was exposed, even if he could leave, the royal family would still come to settle accounts with the Mo family.
“Mo Tianming, speak! Who sent you? As long as you reveal the mastermind behind this, I might be able to speak a good word for you in front of His Majesty.” Fu Xingcheng said solemnly.
Mo Tianming remained silent.
“Are you really going to be stubborn?” Fu Xingcheng shouted sternly.
“Hahaha, Dean Fu Xingcheng, you need not ask. The old ancestor Mo is a dignified Martial King, how could he be intimidated by your few words?”
Just then, a wild laughter suddenly erupted from afar, echoing from the distant mountains.
The voice roared like thunder, carrying arrogance and dominance, instantly reaching everyone's ears.
“What is that sound?”
Everyone looked over in shock, their expressions varied.
Qin Chen and the others were shocked and furious, while Di Xuan and the experts from the Liu Xian Sect were overjoyed and excited.
As for Mo Tianming, a trace of excitement flickered in his eyes as well.
Accompanied by the laughter, a figure slowly flew over from the distant mountains.
This person was dressed in a dark blue martial robe, like a battle blade that had been unsheathed, exuding a terrifying killing intent as he walked step by step through the void, like a god descending to the world.